The article detailed how each library reflects the owner's tastes and preferences. The article even concludes by stating that a library could 'store memories' as a way to 'rediscover and revisit ideas and feelings, and also help you enjoy the pleasures of re-reading.' As I finished the article, I paused, and thought about the implications of what was written, and I wondered:
Does my library store memories for me? The answer is without a doubt yes.
Over to my left I have a copy of my old Boy Scout manual and my uncles as well. They sit next to a set of children's books I am keeping safe of JonMark and Emma until they are ready for them. By my favorite reading chair sits, neatly organized by author and subject, all of the books I used when I studied for my Doctorate in Missional Leadership. No other books are shelved on those three shelves.
Directly in front of me are the Bibles that I use daily and next to them are my favorite commentary series (Feasting on the Word).
Up high to my right are my favorite authors to ready all in alphabetical order: Bono, Bowler, Horowitz, May, Robinson, Winn, and Young.
I could go on and on about the organization of my library, but it is true that my library is designed with a purpose to help me 'remember.'
Then something came into library and upset the flow. A pile of boxes. There are eight of them (I just recounted). They will be gone in a week. They sit on my couch and they are not in the way. But something about them troubles me. I never sit on my couch. Instead, I prefer my favorite chair from IKEA. Yet the boxes distract me... and I wonder why?
Why does something seemingly insignificant come into our lives, into what we think of as perfectly organized and honed, and upset the flow?
I suppose this is a question that also is applicable in our faith journey. For in one moment everything seems right and proper with God; everything makes sense to us. Then we get distracted, perhaps by something that posses no actual harm or risk to us and we cannot find the focus again on what was is the most important thing for us. We forget how God called us to serve and care for others.
In my case, I realize the boxes serve a purpose and I smile. I case of my faith, I realize that I too get distracted by details and sins that only serve to keep me separated from deepening my love of God and serving my community and the church.
Perhaps we all can learn something today about that. I wonder if we can all refocus ourselves on how God is with us and not let a little distraction move us away from being the people God calls us to be?
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